The one who has been with me

I and you once carved eternal in the tree without the annual ring, remember the promise between you and me? Both hands together and stepped on the yellowed memory. Commitment has never changed.

When I was young, I vaguely remembered that you took my little hand and walked on the cobbled path in front of the house. A few days of rain, because of nostalgia, it stayed, lying in the cobblestone embrace. At that time, I earned your hand and I was happy to run. From time to time, I looked back at the amiable person. The sun is shining. The extra moving landscape, it also has its flaws - I fell and was stumped. I burst into tears and saw that you ran over, but it was so calm and steady. You said, "Child, get up, stand up,"

"Good boy, come, promise me, in the future, be careful of the stones that will lick your feet. Even if you are stumbled, you must stand up bravely, okay?"

"Well~" I only knew that. I have never fallen on the way forward, and I have not recovered.

When I grow up, I am a small country. Time passed quickly, just as Zhu Ziqing wrote "Hurry." When I went to the entrance examination, I was in a nervous situation, "the paper was frivolous and the ink was flying," but the fact was that I was defeated and lost. I cried, hiding in the room and crying. I haven't been out of the house for a few days, and I have a stark contrast with the lively and active. Finally, you are here.

"Child, are you free to listen to me?" I nodded.

"The momentary escape is not wrong, because in the process of escaping, it accumulates strength and comes up with a better way. It is the so-called humiliation of the shackles, and the picture is over. The wrong thing is to escape, and to degenerate the pride into light smoke on the way to escape. Scattered. In fact, the faster you run away, the more urgent the problem is. So, the child, what do you want to say?"

"face."

"Good boy! Now you just need to take a good sleep."

Now, the new beginning. I stepped into the middle school. At this time, my hand took a walk on the shoulder in front of your door on your shoulder.

"When you are on vacation, do you spend more time with me? Well, it’s important to learn."

"I will accompany you when I have time," his father's hair swayed in the breeze, showing silvery white hair shining in the sun, which felt glaring and more heart-wrenching.

"I think we can do this to the end," I said.

In the future, I have any achievements, thanks to you - my father.

In the yellowed memory, the image is only a fixed picture. In the future, you may turn into a wind, roll my hair, and make the final promise with me.

Third day: Liao Honglin